Don't get me wrong, this is not Huang Shaotian shouting. This is not even Huang Shaotian typing in the public channel - you know, although Huang Shaotian likes to talk endlessly, but he is really at a disadvantage, he never vents in the public channel:
It’s so worthless!
Lose your share!
The sword master cannot afford to lose this person!
... From this we can see that the influence Huang Shaotian received from his boss Wei was not all detailed and lasted for a long time. It is gratifying.
Those who cried out heartbreakingly were naturally Lan Yu fans, fans of Huang Shaotian.
Everyone was feeling relaxed and happy as they watched the sword light flying on the screen like snow, and Ye Yufan's swiping ice rain wildly attacking. Suddenly, a black light wrapped around the sword master's body, and he couldn't help but drag him back, and Ye Yufan's sound seemed to be struggling.
Seemingly helpless——
Fans, how can you not be surprised?
How could you not scream!
Huang Shaotian himself was not so surprised, or in other words, he would not shout out loud. As his field of vision receded, he used the sound of rain to lower the angle of view, and saw the swordsman being covered from elbow to wrist, from knee to foot.
The tangible and insubstantial black light was bundled up like a silkworm chrysalis - fortunately, Honor's art company was more serious and didn't bundle it into any strange shapes.
Bondage.
Huang Shaotian suddenly realized.
It was the warlock who took action! Damn it, when did the informant take action? He didn't avoid it!
The warlock of the American team huddled in the corner of the restaurant, with only one eye exposed as much as possible, and sang in a low voice...
When the guardian messenger rushed out, the warlock was also rushing forward. The difference was that Wings of Triumph almost walked in a straight line and rushed straight towards the sharpshooter. As a heavily armored healer, he also had a light shield that had not yet expired.
Technique, guardian messenger, fearless!
As for the deceased, he huddled in the corner of the grocery store and chanted quickly. Taking advantage of the opportunity to turn his head away from the sound of rain at night, the warlock activated his shadow clone and quickly jumped into the restaurant. Then, with a low body, he ran quickly along the bottom of the window sill.
arrive!
This position is just right, you can see it, and the attack distance is enough!
Binding technique, activated, hit! Shattering Stars cooperated a little, swept the person out with a whirlwind kick, and then gave him a gun, beautiful! The claws of darkness caught it, dragged him back, and dragged him into the restaurant!
brush!
Ye Yushengfan slid past the window at high speed. At this moment, the swordsman's eyes reflected the figure of the complainant holding the staff tightly and chanting calmly; while the warlock's eyes were fixed on Ye Yushengfan's hand, still
Hold the lightsaber tightly and look for an opportunity to stab it at any time!
The next moment, the black light from the Door of Death came from all directions.
"oops!"
Lu Hanwen screamed out in anxiety. This young man who had been imitating, learning, and following his sword master enthusiastically, even his tone changed in anxiety at this moment, and he could only stomp his feet:
"Hurry and save people!"
"...Can't be saved." Yu Wenzhou shook his head. Perhaps not to answer his team members, or perhaps because he didn't want to make classmate Xiao Lu sad, Yu Wenzhou lowered his voice softly. It was as if the words were swallowed by him before they even came out of his mouth.
It's like going down.
Ye Xiu nodded beside him: Even if he didn't hear Yu Wenzhou's answer clearly, he could tell at a glance: he couldn't be saved. The binding technique lasted for five seconds, and there was the door of death nearby. The sound of rain at night was annoying.
The blood volume cannot be brought back no matter what...
Save people?
The moment the sound of rain flew towards the restaurant, Zhang Xinjie looked away.
However, between the numerous figures, the staggered skill light effects, especially the grenades thrown by Dazzling Hundred Blossoms one after another - Zhang Xinjie could not see the situation clearly for a moment. Naturally, he had no time to issue instructions or anything like that...
In the team channel, Huang Shaotian's speech has already started to pop up.
The sound of rain in the night is annoying: Don’t save me!
Straightforward, resolute, and cold. Like the lightsaber cutting down Bingyu mercilessly, before the commander could make a decision, Huang Shaotian had already taken the initiative to speak, cutting off Ye Yu Shengfan's way of survival.
Don't save.
It can't be saved.
Huang Shaotian made this judgment immediately. With the restraint spell on his body, he flew towards the restaurant. There was a Door of Death waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor——
No one understands the lethality of warlocks better than Huang Shaotian. Especially when it comes to dealing with swordsmen. Having been teammates with Yu Wenzhou for nine years and having competed in countless games, Huang Shaotian also knows what the winning rate is under any circumstances.
At this point in the fight, even if the opponent was Yu Wenzhou, he, Huang Shaotian, couldn't get any better... What's more, that was a warlock whose hand speed was even faster than Wenzhou's. And Ye Yushengfan's health volume was about to drop now.
It's broken 20%.
So, don't save.
Don't come over!
Don't rush into the opponent's battle line, don't rush into the attack range of Death's Door, don't waste healing spells on him...Run! Keep running!
The black light of Death's Door seemed to catch him, but then stopped for a moment and spread out in all directions. Didn't it drag him in? Can he survive for a while longer? Or is there a bug in Death's Door?
There were low sounds of surprise from the fan base. Huang Shaotian was not the least bit lucky: Death's Door made such an abnormal move because it was obviously controlled by the Warlock behind his back; and the Warlock was willing to expend his hand speed to perform such an operation.
I can only explain one thing: the picture is big!
A black shadow flew out from the complainant's hand, followed by the sound of night rain. It was haunted by ghosts! Surprisingly, at this time, do you still want to get some blood back?
Huang Shaotian thought as he tried to operate. There was no response. The confinement time of the restraint spell had not disappeared. On the screen, the corrosion spell, the swallowing spell, the voodoo spell, and several skills with short chanting time and low mana consumption fell one after another...
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds. The duration of the binding technique passed by second by second, and it was half a second before it was about to end. The black light of the Door of Death was exactly the same, wrapping around!
brush!
The haunted black shadow flew back and pounced on the body of the deceased, drawing a small line of blood for the warlock.
boom!
Ye Yushengfan was dragged into the door of death. The black energy exploded, and the sword master's health plummeted to the bottom, leaving only his bloody skin.
It's almost over, you can move soon. The stiffness at Death's Door is a little long, but not that long...
Huang Shaotian tried his best to turn the character's perspective and look at the warlock. In his field of vision, the accuser no longer looked at him. He trotted, jumped up, jumped out of the window, and chased his teammates forward without looking back!
drop……
Huang Shaotian secretly counted the seconds in his heart. Ye Yufan stepped forward, raised his sword, and wanted to swing out a sword energy——
Before he could read the next "answer", Ye Yusheng's raised arm was only halfway raised, and the health bar, which was about to reach zero, shrank again.
Many of the skills that the warlock used on Ye Yushengfan were status skills. The moment the immobility was lifted and the warlock jumped out of the window, it was time to draw blood again...
The calculation of the damage value is really accurate... So this is how confident you are that you dare to leave without even looking at it...
The perspective is locked.
The screen turns gray.
In this game, the first character died on the spot.
Chinese team, swordsmen, the sound of rain at night is annoying.